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Flash Fic, September 13, 2021

Spock noticed Cadet Kirk’s absence from his class immediately. Of course he did. Kirk was his brightest student. It was nearly impossible not to notice him when he was there, as Spock certainly had from dat one, and now his empty seat definitely caught his attention.

But he was not alarmed. There were lots of reasons Kirk would not have attended the class and students often were absent.

When the course ended, however, he received notice on his Academy PADD that Cadet Kirk had withdrawn from the class.

Spock frowned. He was well aware that Kirk needed the class for his curriculum.

He had an appointment to meet a friend for tea, but he had no choice now but to postpone that meeting to a future date. He quickly sent the message and left the campus to seek out Cadet Kirk.

Kirk…Jim lived at a small apartment building a block from campus. He had explained to Spock that the apartment belonged to his mother’s sister, and she had allowed him to live there instead of him having to stay in a dorm.

Spock had been there recently. The night before in fact.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary when he arrived, so he knocked softly.

Only a moment later, Jim appeared at the door, opening it. He wore his red cadet’s uniform. He smiled.

“Hey.”

Spock frowned slightly. “Is everything all right?”

“Sure. Come in.” Jim seized his arm and pulled Spock inside the apartment. To Spock’s surprise, Jim pulled him into a passionate kiss, which admittedly confused him further. When Jim pulled away, he seemed as puzzled as Spock. “What’s wrong?”

“I came to inquire that of you. You did not attend class today and then you withdrew.”

For a moment, Jim stared at him. Then he smiled slightly. “Last night. What did it mean to you?”

“I do not understand.”

“Yeah, I’m beginning to get that. Spock, last night, it was amazing. More than I could have hoped for, and I guess, it was more than a one-night stand, right? I thought it was.”

Spock tilted his head. “Yes, of course.”

“Good. I’m surprised you don’t know this, but sleeping with your student is against regulations.”

Spock blinked and stared at him. He still had his arms around Jim and Jim was still clutching him. Neither of them made a move away, Spock had no desire to.

“I…had not yet thought of that.”

Jim grinned. “Last night really knocked you off your axis, huh?”

“Clearly. Then you withdrew from class for that reason.”

“Yep. Because I intend to, you know, keep sleeping with you, Professor. As often as possible.” Jim paused to give Spock a saucy look. “In fact, we should be doing that right now.”

Spock had to admit the idea had merit. But first. “Jim, you need that course for your command curriculum.”

“I know that. I’ve already talked with my academic advisor, and I can take it next semester with Lewiston.” Jim leaned in to kiss him.  “See, I’ve thought of everything.”

“Mm.” Spock gave himself to the kiss. “You are clearly more with it than I.”

Jim laughed against his lips. “Clearly. I’ll take your lack of clarity as a compliment that I really knocked your socks off.”

Human idioms. Spock shook his head. “Quite so. In that case, as to your suggestion, we should indeed, be sleeping together this instant. Without the sleep part, though.”

“Now you’re speaking my language.” Jim reached beyond Spock to lock the apartment door. “Come, professor. Why don’t you get this cadet uniform off me?”

“My pleasure, Cadet Kirk. My pleasure.”

Flash Fic, September 10, 2021

Spock opened the door of his apartment to the persistent knock. Standing there was a smiling Nyota. He could see she held a paper bag in her hand.

“Good morning,” she called out cheerfully.

“Did we have plans to meet?” Spock asked.

“No, no. But I was going by that bakery that sells those pastries you like and I just couldn’t resist getting them and coming over. I thought you could make us a pot of tea with them.”

Spock glanced toward the bedroom.

Nyota’s smile widened and before Spock could stop her, she pushed her way inside the apartment.

He opened his mouth.

“Hey Spock, I can’t find any towels. Where…”

Jim had just come out of the bedroom, wearing Spock’s bathrobe. His hair was standing on end and there were clearly marks on the exposed areas of his chest. His lips looked still swollen from Spock’s abundant kisses.

Jim blinked. “Uh, sorry, didn’t mean to—”

“The bath towels are in the cabinet in the bedroom closet,” Spock murmured.

He smiled a little. “Thanks.” He went back into the bedroom.

Nyota stood beside Spock, arms now folded across her chest, one hand dangling the paper bag. “Well.”

“Nyota, I do…apologize. As you can see, I will be unable to make breakfast.”

She bit her lip. “Was I wrong? I thought we were seeing each other.”

“You were not wrong, entirely, no. But my…interests have changed. I am sorry. It was my intention to see you soon to advise you of the change in my relationship with Cadet Kirk.”

“I see. So, uh, things are serious between you?”

“Yes. I am sorry, Nyota. It was not my intention to mislead you or hurt you. I have enjoyed our interactions, and think of you fondly as a friend. My romantic interest, however, lies with Jim.”

She made a face, but then sighed. “Okay. I mean, to be honest, when we first met I thought maybe you were gay.” She thrust the bag at him. “I got these for you so you may as well have them.”

“Nyota—”

“I know. We’ll talk soon, Spock. In the meantime, I think I need to go lick my wounds a bit.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Bye, Spock.”

And then she was letting herself out of the door of his apartment.

When Spock turned back, Jim stood in the door of Spock’s bedroom, still wearing the bathrobe and holding a towel.

“Everything okay?”

“Everything is fine, Jim.”

Jim smiled a bit quizzically. “What was that about?”

“I am afraid Nyota thought the two of us were more than just friends.”

“You and me or you and her?”

Spock’s lips quirked. “Me and her. I think she is now well aware that you and I are more than friends.”

“I didn’t come out like that on purpose. Honest.”

Spock went to him and pulled him close, wrapping his arms around him. “It does not matter in the end, Jim. She is aware now.” He kissed Jim. “As am I.”

Jim grinned. “Want to share the shower with me, Professor?”

And so Spock said the words that started this. “I am amenable.”  

Flash Fic, September 08, 2021

This is a continuation of the August 18th flash where Jim had marks on his neck.

“Who are you smiling at?” Bones demanded.

Jim let the smile slip from his face and turned his gaze back to Bones. “No one.”

“Oh sure. I’ve seen that smile. It’s your secret we’re going to sleep together later face.”

He laughed. “You’re crazy.”

“This is the same person who gave you the marks all over your neck.” Bones narrowed his eyes and looked around the cafeteria. “I don’t see him.”

“Bones—”

“See who, doctor?”

Jim Jumped as Spock appeared at their table. “Uh. Hi Professor.”

“Cadet,” Spock murmured.

“Idiots,” Bones said much louder.

Jim rolled his eyes. “Would you like to join us?”

Spock nodded and sat directly beside Jim.

Bones grimaced. “How’s that logical philosophy going, Spock?”

“Logical philosophy?”

“Uh-huh. That class Jim’s taking with you.”

Spock eyed Jim, who merely smiled. “He is a perfect student.”

“Oh, I’ll just bet,” Bones said with a snort. “He’s definitely getting good marks…ouch! Damn it, Jim. Now my shin is killing me.”

“Hypo yourself.”

“Why don’t you go—” Bones stopped himself and sighed. “Oh forget it. I’ve lost my appetite. Enjoy your…uh…lunch.”

Jim watched his friend skedaddle. He shook his head.

“I owe you an apology, Jim.”

Jim smiled quizzically at Spock. “Yeah?”

“About the doctor. You are correct. He is quite…odd.”

He laughed again. “Yeah, you got that right. And I don’t have a class the rest of the afternoon. What about you?”

“I too am finished for the day.”

Jim’s smile widened. “Then why are we still here instead of on the way to your apartment?”

“That is an excellent question. Let us rectify that.”

Jim winked and they rose from their seats, heading out of the cafeteria and off to their logical philosophy course for that extra credit Jim definitely needed.

Flash Fic, September 06, 2021

Happy Labor Day – USA

“Is this chair taken?”

The hot Vulcan glanced at Jim, his expression blank, yet at the same time hostile. Not exactly a great start.

“That question makes no sense as you can clearly see the chair is there.”

“Funny.”

“I am not.”

Jim tried again. “Is this seat occupied?”

“That question is likewise illogical considering you can see that it is empty.”

Jim counted to ten, then sighed. “Okay, seriously, you’re hot but you aren’t worth all this, so I’ll find someplace else to sit. Thanks.”

He went to turn away when the Vulcan’s voice stopped him.

“If your purpose was to inquire if you may occupy the chair yourself, the answer is yes.”

Jim hesitated only a moment before sitting across from him.   “Jim Kirk.”

“I am aware. Your reputation precedes you. Spock.”

Jim smiled. “My reputation huh? Don’t believe everything you hear.”

Spock simply stared at him.

“Look. I don’t see the point of a lot of small talk, so I’ll get right to it. I’m interested in sleeping with you.”

“I have a class in ten minutes,” Spock replied.

Jim laughed. “Are you always so literal? Yeah, I bet you are. Never mind. I don’t mean this minute or in ten minutes, but soon.” He thought about it, so he said, “And when I say sleep I mean…”

“Yes,” Spock murmured. “I understand the colloquialism.” He paused. His expression never really changed from the sort of hostile blankness Jim initially received, and yet. “I am amenable.”

“You are?”

Spock arched a brow. “Is that not the answer you are seeking?”

“Uh. Yeah. It is. I’m just…surprised.”

“I am certain you are used to paramours accepting your desire to sleep with them.”

Jim wasn’t sure about them, but he nodded, and licked his lips. “When?”

“I am done with classes for the day at 1800 hours. Be at my apartment at 1900 hours.” Spock rose then, quickly provided his address, and then left without another word.

Jim laughed again, shook his head, and guessed maybe this was his lucky day.

Flash Fic, September 03, 2021

“Listen.”

As a beginning it wasn’t his smoothest line.

But Spock, staring at him with those dark chocolate eyes, replied, “I’m listening.”

Jim looked out at the hallway, there was no one else there on this floor of the apartment building, but he still didn’t want to do this out here. Where Spock could slam the door in his stupid face.

“Can I come in?” He saw the hesitation there, briefly, on Spock’s face. “Please.”

Spock stepped back without a word and let Jim in. Jim was relieved when the door closed with him on the inside.

He could beat around the bush and ramble on about shit that didn’t matter. But he wasn’t going to do that. Not this time.

“I love you. I know I’ve never said it and I know I’ve done…all kinds of things that make you doubt me, make you doubt us, I get it. But I’ve never loved anyone until I met you. You make me a better person, because I want to be…for you. You inspire me. You know everything there is to know about me, even the bad things, and still…Spock. I love you. And I never want to be without you. Ever.”

He’d gotten it all out, he thought. He’d rehearsed it, but it hadn’t come out quite like he wanted it to. He hoped it would be enough anyway. That it wasn’t too late and he hadn’t screwed it all up.

“I…”

“Give me another chance.”

He stepped close to Spock, his eyes pleading.

Spock exhaled. “Very well.” He reached for Jim’s hand and held it, threading their fingers together. “Stay with me.”

Jim smiled, softly. “I’m definitely not going anywhere.”

Flash Fic, September 01, 2021

And so Academy month begins

Recruitment

Starfleet Academy has set up some sort of recruitment center in an auditorium on campus. Spock was required to be there, though, honestly he was not very interested. But being the head of the science department and even having programmed some of the Academy’s aptitude tests, he was given no choice.

Very few stopped by his area for science study. He noticed many went to engineering or security or, of course, command. He got an occasion medical doctor. Earlier that day one such man from Georgia had stopped by to scowl at Spock. Spock scowled back.

So Spock was surprised when a young, blond human stopped in front of the material for science. He stood before the computer and swiped left and right. From where Spock stood at the side, he could see the young man was extraordinarily good looking by any standards of any humanoids. He his long lashes that fell over very blue eyes.

Spock moved away from his hidden spot and approached.

“May I help you?”

The human flashed Spock a brilliant smile, showing little rabbit teeth that Spock somehow found quite appealing.

“Hi, Jim Kirk.”

The name brought forth a memory.

“Are you related to George Kirk of the USS Kelvin.”

The smile didn’t slip. “That’s right. He was my dad. I never knew him then.”

“Then you are the child that was born during the attack?”

“Well. Not a child anymore, obviously. But yes. You’re Professor Spock, right?”

“Yes. Surely you aren’t interested in studying science.”

Jim shrugged. “You’d be surprised. I was thinking of minoring in it. Astrophysics. I’ll be concentrating on command, of course, but I want as much education as I can get. I think that will help with command.” He grinned. “Maybe I’ll take the engineering courses too.”

“That would put a lot of burden on your shoulders to complete such an expanded course of learning.”

“Yeah, sure, but I’m up for the challenge.”

Spock inclined his head. “Very well then.”

“Speaking of challenges, when you’re done here later this afternoon how’d you like to grab some vegetarian food with me. I know a great place on fifth.”

Spock knew the place on fifth and it was indeed a superior place in which to dine. Plus, he could hardly turn down an invitation from such an attractive human. At this point, Jim was not his student or even in the science department, therefore, he wasn’t violating any rules either stated or implied.

“Well?” Jim asked. “Should I come by here when this is over?”

“I would like that, yes.”

“Fantastic. See you then.”

And as Jim Kirk moved on toward engineering, Spock realized that his own mood was much improved. He picked up his communicator and texted his friend.

Sorry, Nyota. I will not be able to join you for dinner. Something came up.     

Flash Fic, September 30, 2020

And we come to the end of the September Academy Flashes

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Spock had never picked up a hitchhiker in his life and he wasn’t about to start. Or so he thought.

It was pouring rain and he was driving his hover car on the way back to San Francisco from a smaller city outside of it where he had been visiting a friend.

Well, it had been a booty call. If he were honest and Spock always was. But that friend was leaving Earth tomorrow and Spock would not see him again.

He saw a figure of a male walking by the side of the road in the rain with his head down and huddled into a barely acceptable coat. The road was desolate and there were no other cars around, so Spock wasn’t sure where the man had come from, but he found himself slowing down, though he felt foolish doing so.

He pressed the button that would roll down the window but he kept his thumb near so he could easily raise it again if need be. It was phaser proof.

“Do you require assistance?” Spock asked.

The man lifted his head and Spock spotted the bluest of eyes. His face was wet, but for some reason it didn’t seem like it all came from the rain. The eyes were red rimmed.

“Thank God,” he said. “I thought no one would ever help me. I need to get to San Francisco. My bike broke down miles ago. I’ve been walking ever since.”

And Spock recognized him then. Pike had spoken of him and Spock had done his research after he learned about him.

Spock made a decision. “Get in.”

He saw the gratitude in the man’s face as he quickly got in the passenger side next to Spock.

“Jim Kirk.”

“Spock. I know who you are.”

“You do?”

“Yes. Captain Pike has told me about you and…we are roommates.”

Kirk stared at him as Spock began to drive toward San Francisco. “Wow. You-you’re the Vulcan everyone was talking about. You’re at the Academy?”

“I will be when the semester begins. And yes…I am.”

“And we have the same dorm?”

“Evidently.”

Kirk smiled. “My luck is improving. Thank you. For picking me up. I was getting pretty despondent thinking I’d never find civilization.”

“You are welcome.” Spock nodded. “And as it happens, we are quite literally, going to the same place.”

Jim leaned back a little in the seat, closed his eyes, and smiled. Then he opened them as Spock got nearer to the city.

Jim leaned forward in excitement. “Are you hungry? I’m hungry!”

Spock’s lips twitched. “I could eat.”

“Pull over there! There’s a restaurant.”

And Spock did. This seemed clearly to be the beginning of something. He simply did not know what.

Coming up for October we will see Harvest/Autumn themed flashes, maybe some sort of spooky…we shall see.

Flash Fic, September 28, 2020

Leonard knocked on the door of the apartment of someone he frankly didn’t care to see, but, well, here he was. If they put up the picture of the best best friend in the world on some kind of list, he was certain he’d be A Number One.

The door was opened and there stood his nemesis.

Okay, not really. But—

“Doctor.”

“Asshole.” Leonard sighed. “Okay, okay. Sorry. Spock. Look, I don’t want to be here anymore than you want me to be here, but…for Jim’s sake I am. He’s really really upset over your fight and I think…whatever it was about…you should seek him out and make things right.”

Spock straightened. “You assume it was my doing?”

“Maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t. I know Jim can be challenging. But the truth of the matter is, who cares who was at fault or who said what or did what? Does any of that matter if you end up losing Jim? Because I have to tell you, Spock, you are in danger of that. Jim doesn’t trust or love easily. And once you lost that, it’s probably gone forever. So be the bigger one here, Spock. Go to Jim and fix this. You won’t be sorry if you do that, but you may be otherwise.”

Leonard left then, hoping that what he’d said to Spock would be good enough. He had a class to go to then.

Much later he returned to a dark dorm.

He called out, “Jim?”

Because ever since his fight with Spock, Jim had been moping around the place.  

“Lights.”

Leonard spotted on the table a six-pack of beer, a pizza, and a plate with a donut. There was a note too.

With Spock. Thanks. We both owe you. ❤

Leonard smiled and reached for the pizza. Then went for the donut first.

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Flash Fic, September 25, 2020

A continuation from Flash Fic September 04, 2020 (Who Does Spock Wake Up With?)

Jim rounds the corridor in the hospital in time to see Uhura step into Room 141. He tries not to bristle at the sight, but it’s a near thing. He clenches his fists as he continues down the corridor and to Spock’s room.

He hears the murmur of her voice as he approaches, but it is too low for him to make out the words she is saying to Jim’s boyfriend.

Jim was all too aware she wanted Spock to be hers. Had even considered Spock hers prior to Jim meeting Spock one night in a bar. Though he has never told Spock about it, she even confronted Jim a few days later to give him a piece of her mind about stealing her boyfriend.

Jim considers letting Spock have privacy with her for her visit and turning around to get coffee at the cafeteria. But Jim supposes he is just not that good a person and he steps into the room.

He is carrying the hot spiced tea Spock likes as well as a container of oatmeal Jim made himself for Spock’s breakfast, even though the hospital provides an “adequate” breakfast as Spock himself says.

“Good morning,” Jim calls out to alert them to his presence.

Uhura glances at him, eyes narrowed. “Morning.”

“Jim, you are earlier than I anticipated.”

Jim smiles and makes a big show of going over to Spock and leaning down to kiss him. Spock accepts the gentle kiss with enthusiasm.

“How are you feeling?”

Two days before Spock had slipped on a wet floor at the Academy and fallen down the stairs. Though he hadn’t broken anything, thankfully, he was battered and bruised and had a concussion. Though Spock had fought it, he was ordered to stay in this hospital for four days. This was his third and he would finally be released into Jim’s care tomorrow.

“Much improved,” Spock says. “I believe I could be discharged today.”

Jim shakes his head. “You aren’t the doctors. Here I brought you tea and oatmeal like you like it.” He sets the items on the tray before Spock and turns his attention back to Uhura. “So sweet of you to visit.”

“Well, that’s what friends do,” she replies. Uhura turns to Spock. “Looks like you’re in good hands, if I get a chance I’ll stop by late afternoon.”

“Thank you, Nyota.”

Spock watches her leave but Jim doesn’t bother. His focus has returned to Spock.

“Are you really okay?” He tries not to sound so needy and anxious but thinks he likely fails. He’d about had a heart attack when he had been alerted to Spock falling down the stairs.

Spock holds out his hand toward Jim, who gratefully takes it. “I am much improved, Ashaya.”

Spock has taken to calling him the endearment and Jim really likes it.

A lot.

He bites his lip.

“I knew a man once, a family friend,” he says. “He fell down the stairs and hit his head. Said he was fine, at first. But later he died. He had bleeding on the brain and didn’t get checked.”

“Ashaya, I have been checked. I will be fine.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.” Spock lifts the cup of tea and removes the lid, taking a sip.

Jim sees the pleasure in Spock’s eyes he fails to hide. Spock is pleased Jim has learned his preferences. And Jim knows Spock has learned his. Even in the only month and a half they have been together.

Jim sits on the side of Spock’s bed, after releasing Spock’s hand so he can dig into the oatmeal.

“I sense some tension between you and Nyota,” Spock says after a bite or two of his breakfast.

“Hmm. She’s just sore she lost. And I won.”

Spock gives Jim that very slight smile he has come to love so much. And yeah Jim recognizes that word is there, in the equation.

“I was not aware I was a prize.”

Jim laughs. It feels good to laugh. Spock is here, with him, alive and going to be well.

Life is good. Better than he hoped for.

“Yeah, you kinda are, Spock. You kinda are.”      

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Since Autumn is officially here, I couldn’t resist using this picture. Autumn is my favorite season (even if holiday wise Christmas is my favorite).

I suspect you will see these two again in October.

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